There is a world. We’re not chasing rainbows here with their colorful appeal of misty daydreams and promises of pots of gold. We’re chasing the unknown, the mystery of all that is different and unexplored. This is a call to adventure.

Facing what you haven’t faced before shows you who you are just as much as mastering your own first blueprint of the world and how it works does. You’ll get the default version. It will be carried onto you, copied through the upbringing, culture or family, race, religious dogma or political landscape you happened to be born into. We are not this first default program, it’s a chance, a roll of the dice how the outside will align itself around you and the conditions you encounter at the moment you’re old enough to understand the world around you. It’s just a coincidence, life lottery, not the truth… not the full truth at least. Don’t be determined and defined by this accident and all of the expectations that come along with it. We’ll all need to follow some rules and norms in order to continue belonging to our accidental group. Some of these norms are good because they elevate the collective society or this particular niche by putting our primal and not so pretty or civilized impulses of humanness under control, but some will be relics left over from times gone by that are repeated more as a ritual than as a useful tool in understanding the world or your place within it.

Everything is light within the dark and vice versa and this accidental layout is (for the most part) neither good nor bad objectively, no matter what you think of it subjectively. In all of the things you rebel against you will most certainly, in the blindness of never going beyond the fence, rebel against some good and useful things as well, and that’s all right. Just don’t get stuck in rebellion, there are more options out there than this single one. There are things that will be embraced and excepted as emotionally true that will fit into your life better than this current circumstance. But they are somewhere out there, beyond the fence you see as the barrier separating you from “the other”. There is no other, just different ways of searching for the same truths. There is no need to push back at anything. Release, breathe and jump the fence. The fence is binding but not bound in itself, it is orborous – a snake biting its own tail into infinity. There are always other options, always; we just can’t see them while we’re walled in. If you’re not ready to jump, just take a peak over the fence. What you see might intrigue or first scare you to the core. Peak nevertheless. A fence is more of a psychological boundary than a physical one anyway.